I felt terrible as I looked down at my hands. I was the one who drew him in and nearly killed him. I was embarrassed because I didn't want him to be angry with me.

My eyes welled up with tears. I quickly wiped them away and relaxed.

Sure, he could be upset with me, but how should I know he couldn't swim when he had a pool in his backyard?

I stood up, wrapped my towel around my chest, and entered the house. I was relieved to see Andrew was nowhere to be found; I couldn't deal with him right now. I dashed up the stairs and into my...